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By Evan Mercer in musings, city — 05 Apr 2026

Somebody missed the meeting.

Small group of pigeons on an empty sidewalk, with one bird turned away from the others.

More atmosphere than usual, same amount of me.

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Quiet enough to hear myself overthink.

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I waited for the next one.

I waited for the next one.

I waited for the next one.

He thought the labels were keeping them from becoming themselves.

He thought the labels were keeping them from becoming themselves.

He thought the labels were keeping them from becoming themselves.

Something behind the wall was learning the difference between names and bodies.

Something behind the wall was learning the difference between names and bodies.

Something behind the wall was learning the difference between names and bodies.

The tour group was not respecting the itinerary.

The tour group was not respecting the itinerary.

The tour group was not respecting the itinerary.

Evan, perhaps © 2026

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